In chapter one of my story, I shared with you the day I satisfied John’s fantasy of his three golf buddies seeing me naked. After we played strip poker, I jerked off Paul, gave Jeff a blow job, and fucked Joe. That was frosting on the cake.
We talk about that night regularly. John continues to fantasize about me being naked in front of other men. He also continues to fantasize about me fucking other men while he watches.
John’s golf buddies do treat me differently following our night of debauchery. That doesn’t surprise me, and I play along. Jeff likes to call me the neighborhood slut when he chats with me and knows no one is listening. I give it right back. I will say, “That’s an interesting observation from a guy who cheats on his wife. I may be a slut, but you are a cheating philanderer.”
That back-and-forth always ends with both of us laughing.
Joe is a little different. I fucked Joe. He likes to tell me that he wants another chance to fuck. As soon as he tells me that, he will say, “Just kidding,” before I can answer. I know he isn’t kidding, and he does want to fuck me again. The fact is that I would like to fuck him again. He has a nice cock and did give me a good, satisfying fuck when I was on my knees, and he fucked me doggie style.
Paul is more polite, but he did tell me one night that he would like to fuck me. I was in the kitchen getting drinks for a neighborhood gathering at our house; Paul came up behind me and caressed my tits. He whispered, “Let’s disappear upstairs and fuck.”
When I turned around to confront him, I grinned and told him that was very naughty. I then grabbed his crotch and said, “I’ll jerk you off again, but you’ll need John’s permission to fuck me. Why don’t you ask him? He’s out by the pool talking to your wife.”
I was very close with John’s golf buddies and treated like one of the guys to some extent. We joked and laughed together. The ‘spontaneous’ night of strip poker bonded us all together. John’s golf buddies have no idea the night was planned and not spontaneous.
All my new ‘buddies’ were at our wedding with their wives. I wore a beautiful wedding dress, compliments of one of the companies I model for. That was an unexpected bonus from a delighted customer. I did a photoshoot wearing several of their wedding dresses for a brochure they prepared to promote their product. The owner told me that the response to me modeling their dresses was very positive and generated a lot of new business.
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John and I took one week off for a spectacular honeymoon. We traveled to St. Martin and stayed at the beautiful Esmeralda Hotel on Orient Beach. We both knew that women could be topless on one section of the beach and nude on the south side of the beach where the nudist Club Orient was located before Hurricane Irma destroyed the facility.
John and I discussed my going topless at the resort and agreed that it would be exciting for both of us. I read that only about 10% of the women go topless on the beach, so the fact that I would be one of the few topless women added to John’s excitement and anticipation of our honeymoon.
It was a long day of travel to St. Martin, and after we checked into the hotel, we went to bed for a good night’s sleep. The problem was it wasn’t a good night’s sleep. John was so turned on as he envisioned me topless at the beach he fucked me four times the night we arrived.
After a relaxing breakfast at the hotel, we headed to the beach, where Esmeralda Hotel set up lounge chairs for their guests. When we arrived, it was about 10:00 AM and relatively crowded. We ended up in the second row of lounge chairs. We sat between two couples. The couple on our right was only slightly older than us. I am 25 years old and was one of the youngest women we saw during our week at St. Martin. The couple on our left appeared to be in their fifties.
We started a conversation with Julie and Tom, who were seated on our right. Julie was beautiful and had a kickass body. We told them we were on our honeymoon. Julie seemed excited and turned to Tom, saying, “Remember when we were on our honeymoon five years ago? That seems like a lifetime ago. “
I asked Julie how long they had been in St. Martin. She told me they were on day four of a seven-day vacation. I was then reasonably bold when I asked, “Have you gone topless at the beach?”
Julie laughed and answered, “Have you looked around? I don’t see any topless women. I might consider it, but I certainly don’t want to be the only topless woman showing off her tits. Tom and I talked about it before we arrived, and he told me he wouldn’t mind if I went topless.”
After hearing Julie talk about her reluctance to be topless, I reached behind my back, unhooked my bikini top, and let my tits flop out for all to see. Julie looked, Tom stared, and John said, “Wow. Look at you. I guess you don’t care if you are the only woman topless at the beach.”
Julie grinned, unhooked her bikini top, and said, ‘I don’t want Suzie to be the only topless woman for the guys to gawk at. I’ll give them a nice view of my tits as well. This is going to be a fun day. Let’s go for a walk on the beach and show off our tits.”
I knew that John was in his glory. I was topless for all the guys at the beach. Julie was beautiful and showing off her c-cup tits. Her tits were perky and firm. We made quite the pair, walking with a smile on our faces as our tits were jiggling and flopping as we walked.
John and Tom enjoyed looking at each of us. Here we were, relative strangers, walking the beach topless. The men stared at our tits and took photos when they thought we weren’t looking. We weren’t born yesterday, and we knew precisely which perverts were taking our photo, and we didn’t care.
I chuckled and said to our group, “How many of these guys will be jerking off tonight looking at the photos they just took?”
Julie laughed and said, “Suzie, I’m glad you said that and not me. You are spot on. I just wouldn’t have said that out loud.”
We returned to our lounge chairs and relaxed until lunchtime. We decided to head to Bikini Beach Bar & Grill at around noon, about a ten-minute walk up the beach. We found a table on the beach and sat down to enjoy lunch.
I suggested that Julie and I go to the bar for drinks. As we waited for the server to take our lunch order, I knew John would like to watch me walk topless into the restaurant. As we sauntered to the bar, all eyes were glued to us.
Lunch was delicious, and we enjoyed talking with Julie and Tom. Tom is an engineer, and Julie owns a catering business. John told them he was a banker. Their looks were priceless when I told them I was a glamor model.
Julie wanted all sorts of details. Tom said, “Suzie, I’m not surprised, but I will admit I’ve never met a glamor model. You are a beautiful woman with an amazing body. I can see why you must be very successful.”
Julie was pretty direct when asked, “Do you ever have to model topless or nude? Is that required in your line of work?”
I confirmed to Julie that I did model topless and occasionally nude. I made a point of saying the final photos obscured or didn’t show my nipples or pussy
Tom asked John, “Are you okay with your beautiful wife modeling topless or nude? That has to make for interesting dinner table conversation after a photoshoot.”
John laughed and replied, “It goes with the job. It used to bother me a little over a year ago, but not anymore.”
I then asked Tom if it bothered him that Julie was topless sitting at lunch with us. He grinned at Julie and suggested she answer that question.
Julie cleared her throat before answering. She was going to choose her words carefully.
Julie calmly said, “Tom and I occasionally participate in the ‘lifestyle.’”
I was shocked and asked for confirmation of what Julie had just said. I asked, “Are you saying you are into swinging and wife-swapping?”
Julie smiled and replied, “Yes, occasionally having sex with people other than your spouse keeps life interesting.”
I took the lead in the wife-swapping conversation. I asked Tom what he thought of Julie fucking other men. I asked him if he watched when Julie had intercourse.”
Tom laughed hysterically. He replied, “I think you are politely asking me if I watch when another guy penetrates Julie’s cunt with his hard cock. I have watched her fuck in a group setting. We’ve participated in a few group sex orgies. Not many, but three or four. All the men want to fuck Julie. She is in a league of her own and is always the most beautiful piece-of-ass at an orgy.”
John listened with great interest. He asked Julie, “Do you like being the center of attention? Do you ever take on two men at once?”
I stopped the conversation there. Enough was enough. More details were unnecessary. We heard all we needed to know.
After lunch, we returned to our lounge chairs and chatted about our families, hobbies, neighbors, and world events. Swinging and wife-swapping were left for another time.
We called it a day at about 3:00 PM and returned to the hotel. We agreed to meet for dinner at 7:30 PM in the hotel restaurant.
When John and I returned to our room, I asked John if he wanted to wife-swap with Julie and Tom. He didn’t hesitate when he said, “For sure, I’d like to fuck Julie. I’m sure Tom would enjoy fucking you. They are here for two more nights, so we don’t have to rush things.”
We had a wonderful dinner. I wore a very sexy dress that showed a lot of cleavage, and Julie was dressed similarly. After a long and fun-filled day, we retired to our rooms for a good night’s sleep. We agreed to meet at the beach around 10:00 AM tomorrow.
After grabbing some coffee and danish the following day, we headed to the beach. Julie and Tom were waiting for us in chairs in the front row. Needless to say, Julie was topless. I took off my bikini top and sat down next to Julie.
There isn’t much to do at the beach besides lying on lounge chairs and walking. We went on several walks, knowing Julie and I would be the center of attention. We weren’t disappointed. A large group of people gathered at the edge of the beach. They were from a cruise ship that stopped at St. Martin for the day. We called them the gawkers because they all had cameras pointed at us to take our photos. They wanted to show their friends at home photos of the topless women in St. Martin. Julie and I smiled and waved at them, stopping in front of them so they could take as many photos as they wanted.
The day passed quickly, and we agreed to meet again for dinner at the hotel restaurant. John and I discussed wife-swapping with Julie and Tom that night and decided to suggest that to them at dinner.
We enjoyed dinner and laughed about the cruise ship gawkers. When it was time to leave, I suggested Julie and Tom join us in our hotel room for some after-dinner drinks. Julie grinned at me and said, “I think you have plans other than just after-dinner drinks.”
When we got to our room, I took a bottle of wine out of our refrigerator and served everyone. We sat in the living room section of our hotel room and continued our conversation from dinner. After 30 minutes, I addressed the elephant in the room and said, “John and I want to swap tonight. John wants to fuck Julie, and I want to fuck Tom.”
Julie said, “I thought that’s where we might end up tonight. We only have two days left on our vacation, and the timing is perfect. I’ll take John back to our room, and Tom can spend the night here with Suzie.”
I looked at John and said, “This will be a very exciting night. I never expected to sleep with another man on our honeymoon. We can compare notes in the morning.”
John and Julie left our room holding hands. Tom sat in one of the chairs in our living room, and we sipped on our wine. There was no rush to fuck. That would come a little later when we decided it was time to go to bed for the night.
When we headed into the bedroom, I could tell my pussy was soaking wet with anticipation of a good, hard fuck. I calmly stripped naked as Tom likewise took off all his clothes. I glanced at his hard cock, and said, “That’s a nice package you have. I was wondering what your cock looked like. Let’s get in bed and fuck.”
I climbed onto the bed and spread my legs. I invited Tom to lick my pussy. He got the message and proceeded to lick my cunt and satisfy my need to have him eat me out. After five minutes, he repositioned himself so I could suck his cock while he continued to lick my cunt.
Tom mounted me and eased his stiff cock into my wet pussy. He pushed his cock in as far as he could and humped him with slow, steady thrusts of his cock in and out of my pussy. I was in heaven. I loved the feel of his cock inside me. I felt naughty and thought of myself as a dirty slut.
Tom and I fucked five times during the night. He cuddled next to me and enjoyed fondling my tits. Every hour or so, he was ready for another round. I kept count of how many times we fucked, so I could compare with John how many times he fucked Julie. Just a little friendly competition.
Julie and John came into our room at 8:30 AM the next morning. Tom and I were getting out of the shower. I enjoyed taking a shower with Tom and letting him fondle my tits. I washed his cock and played with his balls. We acted like horny teenagers.
Tom and I got dressed and joined Julie and John in the kitchen of our hotel room. They were drinking coffee and chatting like good friends. Watching them, no one would know they were not married and had spent the night with each other’s spouse.
John told me that he had fucked Julie four times during the night. I laughed and said, “Tom fucked me five times. I win!”
We were sad when Julie and Tom left to go home. John and I didn’t do anything crazy or wild on our last three days in St. Martin. I continued to walk the beach topless and hang out at the pool bar with my tits on display. It seems a little surreal that John and I now consider my being topless in public a normal way to spend the day.
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We thoroughly enjoyed our honeymoon but were glad to be home. I put together a 23-page photo book of our honeymoon. I decided to be a little daring and included six or seven photos of Julie and me topless at the beach and the Bikini Beach Bar & Restaurant.
A week after returning home, we invited John’s golf buddies and their wives to our house for a barbeque. They asked us questions about our honeymoon and were genuinely interested in hearing all the details. I went to the house and returned outside to the area where we arranged benches and seats. I passed out three copies of the photo books I had printed. I grinned at everyone and said, “These photo books will illustrate the fun we had in St. Martin and the beautiful beaches and scenery.”
The look on our friends’ faces when they saw me and Julie topless with our tits on display was priceless. Joe’s wife looked at me and said, “Holy shit, Suzie, I never thought about you being topless in St. Martin. But here you are, sharing topless photos with all of us. Are these photobooks for us to keep?”
I grinned and replied, “These are your books to keep. Julie and I had a fabulous time teasing all the men in St. Martin. As you can see, Julie has a kick-ass body. We were inseparable and made quite a stir at our hotel and on the beach.”
Paul’s wife commented, “I’m sure the guys will study these books cover to cover. I’m surprised John is okay with sharing photos of you topless with his golf buddies. You do have amazing tits, and I’m sure the men in St. Martin enjoyed the scenery.”
I hadn’t told John about the photo books or my plan to give each of his golf buddies a copy. I wanted to surprise him. The look on his face confirmed he was caught entirely off guard, but after I distributed the books, what was done was done.
Over the next few weeks, John’s golf buddies made some interesting comments to me when they had a chance to say something in private. I asked all of them if they jerked off, looking at me topless. I could banter with them as one of the guys. After all, they had all seen me topless, and I had serviced each of them in various inappropriate ways.
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John and I settled into married life. I did feel guilty that I never told John about my past modeling for men’s porn magazines. I decided it was time to share that part of my past I had hidden away. I went to a storage locker I had in the garage and retrieved three porn magazines that contained some of my disgusting porn photos.
Later that night, when John and I were drinking wine in the living room, I pulled out the three magazines. I looked at John and said, “Now that we are married, I have decided I can’t keep any secrets from you, and I feel you need to know that before I met you, I had posed for several men’s porn magazines. I’m embarrassed by my past behavior and hope you won’t freak out when I show them to you.”
I handed John the three magazines and waited for the explosion. John looked confused as he started flipping through the pages. He said, “Why are you showing me these magazines? The girls in these photos are disgusting.”
Suddenly, he stopped flipping the pages and looked at me bewildered. He said, “Hold shit. This is a six-page section with you as the porn star. Oh my God. You have a large black cock in your mouth with cum dripping down your chin. This one shows your legs spread apart with a black cock inserted into your pussy. Two men are fondling your tits, and you have a hand on each of their cocks.”
I was ashamed of myself as John looked through all three magazines. John was having trouble choosing his words when asking me questions. John wanted details. He asked, “How old are you in these photos? Did you fuck the men in the photos? Are there more than these three magazines?”
I calmly answered his questions. I replied, “I was in my twenties when I modeled for men’s porn magazines. I needed the money to help pay for college. I was new in the modeling world and not making much as a glamor model. After I graduated, I stopped working in the porn business.”
I paused, but John wanted me to answer his other questions. He looked at me and said, “I want you to tell me about a typical photoshoot.”
I gulped and didn’t look directly at John when I continued with answers to his questions. I calmly said, “I guess there are probably eight or ten men’s porn magazines that include me. I didn’t fuck any of the men I posed with. The men who jerk off when they look at the photos in the magazine want to see cocks inserted into my mouth, pussy, or ass. They want to see a hard shaft. The men would insert their hard cocks two inches into my orifices, with their hard shafts visible to the photographer.”
I told John I knew he would be upset when he saw me in the porn magazines, but I didn’t want to keep any secrets. I made the point that I only worked as a glamor model once I graduated from college.
I needed to leave John alone to deal with my confession. I went to bed and left John in the living room to drink some more wine and ponder the fact that his cute, beautiful wife was, in fact, a dirty slut.
When I woke up, I realized John had never been to bed. He slept on the couch in the living room. I couldn’t blame him. He needed some time to digest my disclosure.
I wasn’t ready to have any more discussions with John about my past behavior, so I got dressed, came downstairs, and told John I was headed to the grocery store. I had to get out of the house.
When I got home, I quietly entered the house to check where John was. I looked into the living room and was shocked when I saw John jerking off as he looked at one of the porn magazines. I watched for a minute or so before I walked into the living room. John looked up when he saw me and quickly fumbled with his pants to hide his hard cock.
I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised. John has always fantasized about me fucking other men. The porn magazines were a graphic reminder that I was no girl next door, even though that was what I looked like.
I said to John, “I guess you aren’t that upset with me modeling for men’s porn magazines. Which of the photos turns you on the most? Do you like seeing another man’s cock in my mouth, in my pussy, or up my ass?”
John stammered and admitted, “Suzie, I like looking at all the photos. You were a very naughty slut when you posed with all those men and their hard cocks.”
I asked John if he wanted me to model and pose for another men’s porn magazine. I told him the pay was excellent and much higher than when I work as a glamour model. I joked when I said, “The only way to make more money as a model is to be an actress in a porn movie.”
Before John could answer, I continued, “So that you know, I was recently approached to participate in a porn movie. I turned them down and told the producer I was no longer interested in porn. Should I reconsider my decision? The producer said they want a girl next door to be the actress in the movie. A newlywed being fucked at her wedding reception.”
When he answered, John looked at the floor and said, “That’s your decision. I won’t tell you what to do or not to do.”
I had to clarify what I just heard. I asked John, “Are you saying you are okay if I am an actress in a porn movie, having numerous studs fuck me in my pussy and my ass? I’d have to suck a lot of cock and swallow creamy cum before having the men shoot loads of jism all over my face. You’ve seen porn movies. They are raw and explicit, with close-ups of the actress being violated in every way possible.”
John answered my direct question and told me that he was okay with me being an actress in a porn movie. His only stipulation was that he wanted to watch when the men fucked me.
My mind was racing after hearing John tell me that he was okay if I stared in a porn movie. I am a slut and did enjoy fucking Tom on our honeymoon. I decided to go for it. Why not? I knew our neighbors weren’t going to be watching a porn movie with me as the actress. John’s golf buddies are dirtbags, but that’s true for all men. I don’t think any of them were into porn.
I gave John one more chance to change his mind. I told him I’d call the porn producer the next day and agree to be the actress in his next movie. He had the rest of the day to consider his decision.
Later that night, when we went to bed, John fucked me like there was no tomorrow. He was vulgar and crude when he called me a whore and slut as he rammed his cock into my pussy.
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I called the porn producer the following day and told him I would take the job and be an actress in his porn movie. He was shocked and pleased with my decision. He said, “Suzie, you’ve made my day. I want a girl next door with natural tits to make my movie special. Most porn actresses have fake bobs and look like whores. You look like someone’s cute daughter, sister, or wife. When men watch you fuck, in every way possible, they will be beating their meat, wishing it was them you were servicing.”
The porn movie was scheduled to be filmed on location in Cancun, Mexico. The movie would include beach scenes in a luxury setting. The theme was centered around a young, beautiful woman and her wedding. The newlywed slut wife would fuck numerous men in front of her husband. That was a common fantasy with men.
John and I prepared for our trip to Cancun with much trepidation and anticipation. John fucked me every night as he envisioned me fucking other men in the porn movie. I looked forward to being a complete slut with John watching me with other men. The producer asked me to bring my wedding dress to Cancun since I would be the slut bride in the movie.
John and I flew to Cancun, knowing what was about to happen. I worried about what our life would be like after our porn movie adventure. There was no turning back.
The movie producer reserved the main party room at our hotel for the filming of the porn movie. He also arranged to block off a section of the beach for that portion of the film.
The filming was scheduled to begin two days after we arrived and was expected to be completed in two days. The porn movie starts with the wedding.
John and I went to the reserved party room after breakfast on the first morning of production. I carried my wedding dress. When we entered the room, a reasonably large crew was putting everything in place. Bill, the producer, directed me to change into my wedding dress. There wasn’t a changing room, so I had to remove my clothes and put on my wedding dress while everyone watched me. I suppose that was no big deal since I would be naked for most of the movie. John paced around as the filming was ready to begin.
The film showed my ‘husband’ and I taking our vows. My ‘husband’ was a muscular black man. His name was Derek. In the corner of the room, there was a large bed with lights and technicians getting ready for me to get fucked by my husband. We walked over to the bed, and I seductively took off my wedding dress. I was nude with my tits on display. Derek stripped naked and came over to me with his huge hard cock, ready to fuck.
I got on my knees and sucked Derek’s cock. I played with his balls as the producer directed the cameraman to zoom in on the hard cock in my mouth. I felt the porn actor tighten as he spewed a creamy load of cum into my mouth. I swallowed his cum as he pulled his cock out of my mouth and proceeded to unload three streams of jism on my face and tits. This was a porn movie, and this was exactly what men wanted to see.
The director called for a break to get ready for the next scene. I went up to John and asked him if he was okay. He confirmed that he was OK and had anticipated precisely what he had just witnessed. He said, “Suzie, I know what is going to happen. No surprise. I’m enjoying myself watching you be a newlywed slut wife.”
The next scene had me on the bed with Derek. I was told to spread my legs as Derek pushed his cock slowly into my pussy. The director had the cameraman zoom in on the insertion of the hard dick into my cunt. Once the director had the shot he wanted, he said to Derek, “Fuck this slut with everything you’ve got. Give it to her hard and fast. Hump her for all it’s worth.”
After Derek’s orgasm, he rolled off me to get ready for the next scene. We went to another area of the party room that was set up for what looked to be the wedding reception. There were two other studs ready for action. Both were Caucasian and were naked. They had huge cocks. All the men in porn movies have huge cocks. I was directed to get on my knees and jerk off both men as they got ready for me to suck their dicks. I gave them blow jobs that ended with both of the actors spewing creamy jism all over my face and body. I was glazed. Men watching this porn movie would love this scene. Watching the cum drip down my chest over my natural perky tits would be very exotic and nasty.
There was another scene on the bed with two actors who double-teamed me. I was on my knees getting fucked doggie style while I sucked the other man’s cock. There were several different actors in the porn movie since there always had to be a hard cock that I was sucking or was fucking me.
The director announced we had one more scene to film for the day. He told Derek to sit in a chair and directed me to kneel in front of him. He told me to look into Derek’s eyes while I got fucked in the ass. He told me to talk dirty to Derek as his hard cock pumped away in and out of my asshole.
The director came up behind me and rubbed lubricant all over my asshole. I felt his finger penetrate my asshole with lubricant.
One of the other black men, with a massive cock at least as large as Derek’s cock, whispered in my ear that he would be as gentle as possible. He eased the tip of his shaft into my asshole. The director told him to hold that position while the cameraman got a closeup of the penetration.
After the cameraman backed up, the director told the stud, who had the tip of his cock in my ass, to fuck me good and hard. He followed orders and did fuck the shit out of me, with his massive cock sliding in and out. I yelled out, “Give me that black cock. I want it hard and fast. Don’t hold back. Give my husband a show of his cute, beautiful newlywed wife getting fucked in the ass on her wedding night.”
My pussy and ass were both sore after a day of fucking studs with large, hard cocks. The director told us to enjoy our night and meet the following morning at the beach.
Bill, the producer of the porn movie, came up to me as I was talking to John. He had a big smile and said, “Suzie, you were spectacular today. You are so cute and innocent looking that men watching the porn movie will think they are watching the girl next door getting fucked in front of their eyes. It doesn’t get any better than watching your pussy being penetrated by a massive black cock. The anal sex scene was very nasty. The men watching your asshole being violated by a large black cock, as you are facing your husband, will be jerking off for sure.”
John and I went to our hotel room to get cleaned up for dinner. John didn’t say anything until we got to the room. He looked at me and said, “You did an exceptional job today. If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were a professional porn star. I was amazed at how you quickly adapted to the debauchery you faced. I enjoyed watching you fuck.”
We took showers, got dressed, and went to dinner in the hotel restaurant. We saw Dexter at the bar and invited him to join us for dinner. He readily accepted our offer.
We chatted with Dexter as though he was one of our best friends. Dexter knew my husband was watching the action, but this was the first time they talked. Dexter asked John how he felt watching his cute wife getting fucked by him and other porn actors.
John smiled at Dexter and said, “You are a professional, and I know you were as gentle as you could be when you fucked Suzie. Thank you for that.”
We enjoyed dinner and headed up to our room. Dexter kissed me and said, “I look forward to seeing you tomorrow at the beach.”
John looked at Dexter and joked, “Don’t you mean you look forward to fucking Suzie tomorrow at the beach?”
All of us laughed.
I told John my pussy was sore, and I didn’t want to fuck. I just needed a good night’s sleep so I’d be ready for more fucking tomorrow. John was a good sport and told me that he could wait until we got home before he fucked me good and hard.
The next day at the beach was a repeat of me getting fucked by several studs. I had cum spewed into my mouth, my pussy, and sprayed all over my face and body. A nasty porn movie is meant to be disgusting.
John and I flew home the day after the filming was completed. I was exhausted and concerned that my behavior would impact our marriage. Only time would tell.
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